My Love Dream
I've rowed on for many a mile,
for hours deep into the silent night,
with not a mere soul in near sight,
under the bleak and dim wintry light.
I row down the winding stream
to see you for perhaps one more time;
in passionate strokes, I stir the waves
in a rhythmic jiggle and visual rhyme.
Rowing on over waters wild
under a pale, silvery waning moon -
in mellow whispers and dulcet tones,
I reach deep down and hum our tune.
Swirling mists, misshapen forms -
phantasms of a lifetime by your side;
in your loving arms, I embrace my role
as your truest friend, lover and bride.
A silver giant with bare branches,
arms outstretched towards the moon -
under its soft glow on the lovers bridge,
we fell in love, all too fast, too soon.
In tireless haste, I row further on
under grey and Stygian starless skies,
when in front of my eyes, there arose
a million floating orbs of fireflies.
You love so much, yet promise little,
fill my head with hopes of morrow;
yet, not a drop quenches my thirst;
why then, do I drown in sorrow?
I've rowed now for countless miles.
Will I ever reach my journey's end?
Will you plant a kiss upon my lips?
Will you greet me at the river bend?
My once hopeful spirit weakens
as each murky dusk turns to dawn;
beguiled by love and lofty dreams,
with a longing heart, I row on.
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